Here is the first batch of stuff I was given while on the KOTW tour.
I've started to only pack half a bag every time I go away, because the amount of things I'm given while signing is just astronomical. What usually happens is that my publicist takes anything I can't fit onto the plane and sends it on to me afterwards. Well, the final package has arrived, so here I am to give you a brief pictorial rundown.
A skull! Signed by "le gang"! And a picture from the irrepressible one, Becky...
I don't have room to put up all of the artwork I was handed, but here are some pieces that stood out...
And I was also given books! One Minion had illustrated my biography blurbs- wonderfully unique idea! And in Liverpool I was handed Project Baguette, a collection of letters and notes and drawings and all kinds of coolness.
And elsewhere in the UK I was given a box! A wonderful little box!
But what's INSIDE the wonderful little box? Is it, perhaps, a set of wonderfully TINY Skulduggery books? It is!
The pic below is so cool. For those of you who can't spot the similarity, this is Super Derek, sitting on a stack of books, reading one with, er, his tongue hanging out of his mouth...
Quite simply one of the CUTEST things I've ever been given.
I've shown this one before, but I figured I'd do it again, and add in another two Skulduggerys (one from this tour, another from... three years ago, maybe...?)
And this! This Raggy Skulduggery that SHE WOULDN'T LET ME KEEP!
Because of the unfortunate lack of Skulduggery merchandise, many of you have had to improvise. Some of you, ahem, have improvised better than others...
Ah, the Tall Bonde! One of my favourites! You've seen her picture here before (I doubt you've forgotten it) but here is a picture of the BACK of Sabrina Sparrow's T-shirt...
And this is Sabrina's partner-in-crime Becky, giving a suitably deadpan freedom sign...
Naturally, Sabrina and Becky came with their banner- much like they did the LAST time they turned up...
(Present)
(Past)
And here's a picture of Mable and Sherlock totally agreeing with the message in my kitchen...
As I was shifting these pictures from my phone, I came across a few I'd taken in Germany a few years ago...
See that? Stylish AND practical!
And to finish it off, here's a picture of my cousin Michael, who came to one of the events in Australia and looked, it has to be said, AWESOME.
Once again, thanks to everyone who came along, and an extra special thanks to those of you who did something extra special.
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BILLY-RAY DEAD?!?!?!?
YES!!!!!
*parties* he's gotta pay for taking Tanith
Nice Death
Yeah Tanith died too!
And thanks!
Gimme some random topic to write about!
I'm getting a distinction or a high distinction for reading and writing in an ICAS competition!
Hello...?
Hmmm...random topic. I dunno. I wanted to see if anyone could write about Zaf's first encounter with Skulduggery as my writing skills arent totally the best
SPARKY!!!!!
*tackles*
Hi Sparky!
*gets floored*
Ow...
*Steps away*
By little bro plays footy and he doesn't tackle as many people on the grounds as we do here...
Hi!!!!!! Its like I havent seen you in forever
*lets go of Sparky*
*gets up*
I know...
Hey Death...
*grins* im getting better at tackling from my tree
Hey Sparky! I'm going to write about a... uh...
*Thinks about what to write about*
Nah... Stuff it
Deeeeeath i gave you an idea.....
But I'd need to feel how you felt then... So like your in a situa... Yes! I've got it! I'll be writing now!
Damn that was.....fast
Eh what the heck i guess i could try writing something i suck at it but, eh
Hi again guys!
Hey Kes.
SPARKY! *tackles*
How are you?
*gets floored again*
In pain.
Sorry. Why, what's wrong?
Greetings to all of you insane people. It's your psychologist, here to fail at treating you again.
You tackled me.
Good...
Whatever time of day it is where you are, Sir.
Hi Sir! My psychiatrist gave up a ling time ago.
It is evening/night where Sir and I are.
And what about your English teacher?
Zaf started walking away from the American Sanctuary and towards her home. It was an uneventful day with only a few executions and a few documents to sign. The life of Grand Mage Zaf was getting boring.
She stared at the beautiful full moon and wondered what she would be doing of she were like the mortals. Would she be working? Studying? Feeding her cat? She didn't know and didn't really care either.
She blinked. Full moon, she thought. The night was dark and it wasabi g her edgy.
Werewolves + Full moons = disaster x 7
She hurried along the too quiet street and kicked an old can. It dragged across the road and made a terrible sound. She jumped. She was being paranoid. It's just a full moon, she thought to herself, nothing to be afraid of.
But she was wrong.
There was hot breath on her neck and she could smell the disgusting scent of dog behind her. She swallowed and turned around. A large black wolf with green eyes stood behind her. It was at least eight feet tall. She wanted to run; she willed her frozen legs to move.
Fire blazed behind her and shadows whipped at the wolf's face. It stumbled back and howled. There was a hand on Zaf's shoulder and it pulled her to the side. The hand was very light, and thin.
Zaf scrambled to the side of the building, so she could still the the fight between the wolf, the man in the suit and hat and the young girl. The wolf howled again and ran off. The man in the suit took off his hat and Zaf saw that it was not skin but bone. He walked over towards her. "Are you quite alright?" He asked and Zaf suddenly knew who this man was: the lengendary skeleton detective, Skulduggery Pleasant.
The young girl sidled up beside him and introduced herself with a funny Irish accent. "Hi, I'm Valkyrie Cain. We are from the Irish Sanctuary. It seems you have a lite wolf problem."
Sharky!
*Hugs Sir tightly*
Greetings, Death Rose. An impressive excerpt you have there, with only a minimal amount of grammatical and spelling errors.
*Looks at Sir* *Says in funny accent* I am not amused
Sir, my English teacher is not a psychiatrist.
Death, very nice!
I have a question..
Should I continue New World, or start a new story?
I don't know, I haven't read it.
Oh! Sharky! Everyone in Aus has to do this reading and writing competition called ICAS and I got in the top 10% or 2%!
Death Rose, I am most assured that you are quite happy to hear that there seem to be no minions from Great Britain on, so your mocking of the master race's accent shall go mostly unnoticed. Pip pip.
Awesome. Death, write about, hmm, when YOUR OC first meets Skul & Co.
He said that I, his minion for the next few lifetimes, had a funny accent!
Also, do any of you know who Robert Browing is?
Zafira got out of the car. The 'one car she rented. Roarhaven. Heck they did not lie in America. That kid said it was different...eerie. She was supposed to be meeting Grand Mage Ravel at 3pm. It was only 11am. But Zafira didn't know where to go. She was close to the Sanctuary so at least she wasn't entirely lost. She had been watching people go by for a while. Some greeted her, out of respect. Two men were there. It was a sight. Zafira barely kept herself from laughing. Two zombies. Fighting, thar is not something you see everyday. As the two drew near she figured out the names. She heard of them. Scapegrace and Thrasher.
"Master I thought Nye didn't want to help us!" The zombie, Thrasher whined. Scapegrace sounded annoyed.
"It will help us! It must be interested. It must! I am not going to rot away to death!" Scapegrace snapped. The two kept bickering. Zafira could have fun with this. She stepped in front of the two,
"You two look like you lost something..." She noted. Both zombies looked at her, stupidly. Thrasher tried to shove in front of Scapegrace,
"Don't you dare harm my master!!!" He yelled. Zafira rolled her eyes. Thrasher seems to have lost his brain.
She sighed, "Why would I hurt him? He'll rot to death so I rather leave him." The smell was nasty. Scapegrace shoved Thrasher out of the way,
"Enough, Thrasher!" He ordered. He eyed Zafira, "What does it matter to you? What are you doing here? You're an American!" He added the last part confused. Zafira shook her head,
"I'm here to speak with someone. Definetly not Doctor Nye. I am part of the American Council. I just choose to cone alone. I figured it was less threatening." She explained. Thrasher and Scapegrace looked at each other. Scapegrace gave a deformed smile,
"Can you help us? We want to live. You must know who Dreylan Scarab is! He did this to me, I only want to live again. Doctor Nye won't help us!" The zombie said. Zafira recioled at the thought.
"No. I do not want to help a zombie. There isn't help. You might as well give up. The only news to give to you is, Scarab is in an American Gaol if that comforts you." She turned towards the Sanctuary. Thrasher grabbed her shoulder. Zafira flicked shadows at the zombie,
"Don't do that." She said dangerously. Thrasher looked at his hand.
He held up one finger in the other hand, "Youtook my finger off!!!" He exclaimed. Zafira laughed,
"I do not like zombies, you touched me I fought back." She stated. Before either zombie realised Zafira shadow walked to the other side of the street. Then she went straight inside the Roarhaven Sanctuary. Outside the two zombies continued to stare. Scapegrace finally figured it out,
"Thrasher, that was Zafira Kerias. Grand Mage...in...America." Thrasher got it. Both zombies took off before they became Zafira's victims,
No, I do not.
And of course you do.
Lol niiice Zaf is saaaafe xD
Zaf, that is great! What do you mean you're a bad writer?
Good job Zaf!
And where is Sharky?
I am going to write about MY first encounter with them. Wbd, and it might take awhile.
I dunno im usually not that good lol
Thanks guys. I actually like writing about Zaf. Its fuuun.
Hmmm i got 30 minutes.
I am here. Honestly, don't post for a few minutes and you are immediately missing in action. This instantaneous society, honestly.
Robert Browing is an Australian Author/Poet. He died about a hundred years ago. He wrote poems about the pied piper. Yeah so if you trace back the family tree far enough, he is my great to-some-very-very-high-degree grandfather
Yes Sharky, don't go MIA on us! And you have to know Robert Browing!
I got an idea!!! Everything is going to be before KOTW since there are few who havent read KOTW
I'll be back in a moment!
Yes Zaf, if we were writing about events AFTER KotW, we would have to go to Spoiler post.
Oh yeah, Zaf, what object do you store your Necromancer powers in?
I remember my first encounter with the detective...
Skulduggery: "So you're a talking shark."
Me: "And a gentleman, don't forget that part."
Skulduggery: "For once, I might actually be speechless. Wait, never mind. Looks like I've met my opposite."
A slight pause.
Skulduggery: "You know? Because I'm bones are you're cartilage? Never mind. I have nothing."
Me: "Impressive hat."
Skulduggery: "We're going to be good friends."
And then we never talked again. Funny how things like that happen.
Lol.
Do you guys mind if I copy and paste your meetings an put them in a book entitled "Meeting With A Skeleton"? Full credit will be given.
Of course not! But don't forget to correct that pesky "are" near the middle that was meant to be an "and".
And when I say of course not, I mean that of course I don't mind.
Course. I'll give you guys the link at some point.
I shall await with bated breath until then.
Brb
I'm slightly back... And not feeling well...
Really? Are you sick?
Don't worry, I've not been waiting until you're weak and defenseless to strike.
Though some instincts are hard to control.
This my first meeting with him:
Me: *Running away*
Skulduggery: *Chasing after me with Ghastly*
Fun eh?
I have the worst flu ever. Sinus headaches, muscle aches, sore throat, coughing, no voice, vomiting... Even the chills!
I'm not very edible right now anyway...
*is back*
I was at a friend's 21st and then they try and chase me down!
Welcome back Kes!
Does anyone know what Zaf's Necromancer object is?
Nope, sorry!
Sharky, did you go MIA on us again?
Hello again!
The Sanctuary was filled with the sounds of battle. Under New York City where mortals thought an old subway system was lay the Sanctuary, the screams echoed nicely. Zafira was among the fighters for the Sanctuary. Grand Mage or not she is fighting. An elite group of mages against the Sanctuary. 24 in all. 6 vampires not included in the 24. Zafira ran from the holding cells. An Adept on her tail. Zafira sent shadows at their chest. The mage avoided the chest hit but their arm didn't. Zafira kept running. Suddenly the mage grabbed Zafira. They put a razor to the Grand Mage's neck. Zafira was trapped. The mage spoke and their voice sent Zafira to panic.
"You ain't gettin' away this time, li'l darlin'." Billy-Ray Sanguine said. Zafira grit her teeth. She hated southerners. Footsteps echoed through the corridors. Billy-Ray losened his grip. Cleavers. Zafira took her chamce and wrapped shadows around the Texan's leg. They tightened. He howled and let go nearly dropping the razor. Zafira sprinted towards the Cleavers. Billy-Ray realised she escaped. The ground cracked and by a second the Cleavers missed him. Zafira keot running. She ran for the meeting room. The damned Texan came up behind her. She whipped around. He lunged for her and she sent a fistfull of shadows at his face. They hit. He yelled and Zafira kept going. But he was faster. Despite her head start Sanguine got her arm. She spun to punch him and the next second the razor had cut her, right above the eye. Zafira cried out and the hit man laughed,
"This is actualky gettin' interestin'. You thinkin' you can run and I'm just gonna let you go." He laughed. Zafira didn't speak. She was too angry. The two Cleavers came again. Zafira took the opurtunity and kicked him right in the grion. The Texan collapsed. The Cleavers went for him.
"Leave the Texan. I think he'll be fun to torment another time." She ordered. The Cleavers obeyed and Zafira turned to Sanguine, "You cut me. I didn't let you go. I gave you a head start. You will be my next victim." Zafira followed the Cleavers to fight off the last few. Sanguine managed to stand, he heard of her stories. She killed very few. But those who wronged that woman, he hadn't heard of them since. Sanguine sunk down under the ground. He tunnelled the hell out of New York City.
You ruined it!
hey everybody how goes it anyone on
My object? Necklace its skull shaped and black.
hello.
Nice, Zaf. God, you're evil!
Hiya Thrust
Hi Amelie and Thrust!
Thanks Zaf.
*grins*
i know I am. I have a history. Don't wrong Zaf you live.
Alrigt then, Grand Mage. *bows*
I think, kes, that you need to ACTUALLY be in the UK fo rthe munchkin army thing.
Oh, gee, thanks Kes.
Say hello to Thrust and Amelie, but not me?
How wonderful.
I must go, I got an early day.
Night everyone!!!
Night Zaf.
No Sparky, I was saying DEATH ruined the string of "Hello again!"s.
Bye Zaf!
Sparky, I DID say hello! Its right after yours!
You still didn't acknowledge my presence.
SLAUGHTERHOUSE!!!
I'm back again! Hi new commers!
@Thrust2Ominus
I was talking to your other you yesterday!
Sparky, I DID! Look under where you said hi!
EEEEVVVEEEEE!
Hi Death!
KEEEEEEEESSSSSSIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!
Every time I write "Kessie", autocorrect turns it into "Jessie" :P
*looks back*
So you did...
HI EVE!!!!
*throws Eve in lake*
Hello everyone on.
Again.
*Laughs*
Kes, you're supposed to skim rocks, not throw them!
HI SPARKY!
@Rose, ah.. What stupidity did he put into your brain?
Would you newcomers mind writing a scene in which your OC meets Skul for the first time? I'm putting them all in a book and calling it "Meetings With A Skeleton"
Thrust2! I was talking to your normal person! The non-reflection of you!
*laughs at Death*
*sinks to the bottom of lake* Wow. The newer people are acknowledging my ROCKNESS more than the old regulars did xD
*eats live chicken*
Sure thing Kes!
Sure thing Kes!
He said he has been looking for you and something about how you showing your face on here.
I can't recal, too not a lot of sleep!
Twice...?
Ugh.
*Smiles at Eve and starts skipping little Eves*
HELLO!
*tackles Sparky*
HI!
I'll be distant, just as a warning...
Okay, Kessie, I'll email it to you when I've written it!
...can I have your email?
Hi Cain!
Has anyone noticed the sudden influx of people on here?
Oh, goodness me.
*bounces along the water*
*manages to hurl a butter knife at Valereno*
Hi Zath!
Hi Val!
Eve, kestrelstarr@gmail.com
Hi Zath!
Hey Val!
*tackles her back*
Hey Zath!
Oh, uh there's-
*Jockey leaps on him*
I think you know...
wbd
Death, you should have seen it when I first came here. I could barely keep up with any of the comments, so I sided with Melancholia, who was barely saying anything at all.
*reaches the other side of the lake* You have skill, Death.
Hi Mist!
*staggers around*
This has got to stop happening...
Thanks, Kessie!
Hi Death!
Hi Eve!
Okay, Kes. Do you want me to do that Meeting Skulduggery thing as well?
*runs at him and leaps, knocking the Jockey off*
Forever at your service, NegativeSanity.
Thanks! It comes in handy when my older brother, older sisters, younger brother and I are have comps from the back of the house boat...
Zath, it would be greatly appreciated, yes.
Thanks. But, uh...
*watches as the Jokey leaps on her instead*
...
Wbd
Okay, Kes!
Jokey. Who is Jokey?
*Jockey
Thanks Zath!
*staggers around*
You sonovabitch!
GET IT OFFA ME!
I have to leave, in, like, fifteen minutes, but hopefully there'll be wi-fi at me friend's house, so ill be able to tell you how crap the said-to-be-crap movie is.
Want I meant was:
Who is Jockey?
Death, you have a house boat?
*pulls out pistols as tries to shoot the Jockey*
Just - keep still!
Eve, what movie?
Yes and a Sea Doo and a Supra ( a type of speed boat )
I never met the Skeleton Detective.
*swearing*
NHP, ZATH, NHP!
You haven't?
Okay, I'm being distant again!
Thrust2, has Thrust?
I don't understand that!
Ah, screw it!
*runs up and hits the Jockey on the back*
*shoots it repeatedly after it falls off*
You know the story of the Amityville house? This family lived there, and I think one of the sons killed everyone with a shotgun, and this is supposedly "100% Real Footage" of the next family that moved in. I've read the reviews for it, and apparently it's the most cliché family ever, the acting is terrible and there are so many things wrong with it that there is no doubt the 'footage' is fake. What instantly put me off was the surveillance cameras they put in every corner for no apparent reason. That is SO Paranormal Activity. (I liked those movies btw)
That's awesome, Death...
Not. Humanly. Possible.
The story of the Amityville house is true though. Ithink the guy was on drugs or something.
BACK NOW!
For five minutes...
Oh.
Well, it's dead now.
*tries to ignore the sounds of the Tank*
...The ground is shaking...
Ooookay, Val :3
Hi again!
I get to paint my room TARDIS blue... YAY
Hey, you know what's awesome?
My sisters are writing letters to Derek right now :D
Val, are you going to post that picture your sister drew any time soon?
*holds up molotov*
Zath, stop playing Director...
It's mean.
SH*T!
*sees Tank and throws Molotov*
IT'S ON FIRE! YES!
*Tank starts running at me*
F*************************************************************************************************-
*sprinting away*
-***********************************************************************************************************************CK!!!!!
Kestrel struggled to keep pace with Grand Mage Kerias. The Grand Mage was storming through the Sanctuary, and shouting at everyone in her path. It frightened Kestrel, but being the Administrator she was, she did her duty and followed. Now the Grand Mage was shouting at some unfortunate low-level sorcerer who had gotten in her way. "Do you KNOW who I am? Do you expect ME to get out of YOUR way? I am Grand Mage, and as such, you will show me proper respect!"
With that, shadows curled around her necklace, and pulled it forward, towards the unfortunate mage. They twisted, and sliced towards him in waves of liquid darkness. A few seconds later, his ears dropped to the ground, and he looked at them in utter astonishment. Then he fainted. He fell right in front of the Grand Mage, and she stepped over him and continued walking, Kestrel following somewhat nervously.
The Grand Mage continued on, all the sorcerers working in the Sanctuary shying back, until they reached the exit. She used the shadows to make a hole in the doors large enough to walk through, and continued on, Kestrel still trailing behind.
Suddenly, she stopped, and Kestrel just managed to come to a halt before she crashed into her. A lucky thing, too. Kestrel shuddered to think of what she would have done. Moving off to the side, Kestrel asked in a tremulous voice, "Grand Mage, what are we doing?"
Miss Kerias turned to look at her, and seemed puzzled, as if wondering why Kestrel was there. Then she shook her head and the confusion evaporated. "We are here," she said slowly and carefully, enunciating every syllable as if she was using every ounce of her formidable self control to not start screaming, "because that IDIOT Bisahalini has decided that I am too young and naïve-as he so aptly put it-to deal with the current crisis."
Kestrel, realized that if she said the wrong thing, all of Miss Kerias's anger would be aimed at her, so she chose her next words carefully. "What crisis is that, Grand Mage?"
"That's just it, I have no clue what he means. If he is talking about the werewolves, we've had them for ages, and they are under control. I don't see what else he could be talking about."
Just then, a car, a Bentley by the looks of it, pulled up and parked. The doors swung open, and out stepped a tall black-haired girl, and a thin man in a suit. The Grand Mage looked at them.
"Oh."
*watches as the Tank runs past*
Huh.
I have fond some TARDIS lunchboxes on Amazon...
Brb!
kes, I don't know, maybe you should ask him...
Yes, I'll post the picture soon...
AND THEY SELL MORTAL COIL IN AMERICA AT HALF PRICE BOOKS. FOR SIX DOLLARS.
I HAVE TO GO THERE.
Val, that is amazing! So long as it's not the copy I already have...
*makes mental note to Tina Half Price Books*
I don't get it. First, Mist is a horse. And now there is some sort of war going on. And I don't even know what a tardis is.
WHAT IS THIS WITCHCRAFT???
Tina? What?
*find
I have to go get paint for my bedroom now, bye!
Bye Val!
*has stolen all the Blogland paint*
No, Eve. Jockey's are a type of Infected (zombie) in Left 4 Dead 2. So is a Tank.
A TARDIS is some Doctor Who thing.
Eve, the TARDIS is a police call box which is bigger on the inside than on the outside, can fly, travel through space and time, and has a pool in the library.
Bye Val!
Bye Val!
...so that must mean...A PHONE IS A CHICKEN...
*eats live phone*
val's not painting her room inside-TARDIS yellow though.
...
*nods slowly*
Yes, Eve. ALL the phones, are live chickens.
BAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, must leave.
So long fellows. Get well soon
Hi again SPARKY!
Thrust, can I have ded rights?
TARDIS!
Time And Relative Dimension In Space!
TARDIS!
I want a TARDIS.
Well, there's only one left and it's the Doctor's.
He calls it Sexy.
My brother's watching Pewdiepie...
BARRELS!!!
Yes, Sparky, he does.
"Oh you sexy thing."
Ever since seeing the Eleventh Hour, I picture Skul saying that to the Bentley...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QjGk_jU6t5A
Can't, sorry. Supposed to be asleep.
Or I can stay long enough to dedcate... Very well. I dedicate this page to early today, when I wasn't on. I had this absurd dream.
Which reminds me now I have to tell you about my really absurd dream. I was suddenly in Derek's house with a bunch of other people. So Derek (sorta) told us to do whatever we wanted... For some reason I went outside with some of the other people there with my copy of Death Bringer.... Then we talked, sitting on the curb and went back inside.
I went to a grey kinda room where I left a sort of Oreo cookie on top of a book looking thing, and put Death Bringer next to it. Then I went to Derek who was sitting in a nice chair talking to a smart boy. (You could tell he was smart because he was the only one who realized he could talk with Derek.)
I just remembered about this blog, and I told him "...by the way, I am Thrust Ominous from the blog.."
He sorta smiled from the chair, looking up at me, He held out his hand, his fingers splayed, face down... And I put mine on top...
He started to speak, but then we realized we've been touching hands like that for a long time, so we asked each other why we were doing that...
then he continued his question and asked me something like "have you ever shniodhdw."
"What?"
"have you ever shiwheriofo"
then I woke up feeling like I should've just said "yes" or "no" and continued on with the dream, but then I went to school and I found Kestrel Lestarr's profile pic (sorta) Writing on the chalkboard about HER sleepover at Derek's. I started to talk to her about mine, disappointed that mine was only a dream. I ask if the first thing Derek said was something like "you guys can do whatever you want" She said no, Like I knew she would. I said That cuz I don't remember before that! And I grabbed the top of her head and then let go and woke up.
So this page is claimed for sleepovers at Derek's house.
I gtg, bye!
Thrust. That is so incredibly weird. I had that EXACT same dream except I was the 'smart kid in the chair talking to Derek' and I didn't have the end part.
Bye Kes!
Bye Thrust!
I like that ded!
you can't steal the ded rights. That's stealing, rose!!
*borrows roses head and throws it into giraffe pit!*
Okay, I think we have all been brainwashed. Ecause I had that dream last night and I was sitting next to Derek's feet! Then he was talking to the 'smart kid' and the random person came up and looked around strangely!
By the way, just so you know, Derek's house has 6-7 rooms on the first floor.
Bye everyone
*pushes Thrust in giraffe pit*
*Body jumps into the giraffe pit after head* *Puts head back on and frowns at Thrust*
Bye Thrust!
Death, that is creepy. I know we've all dreamt about meeting him at some point or other, but the EXACT same dream on the EXACT same night?
And now I really do have to go. Bye all!
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